Unexpectedly, when she arrived in Kyoto, she not only hid from the tribesmen, but also looked for the goddess.

But finding someone in the huge city of Kyoto is not an easy task, and it is undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack.

But Ah Yue didn't give up, and used the most troublesome way to find them one by one.

I didn't expect this search to be so many years.

And she soon paid the price for her divination, and her illness was almost incurable.

Unexpectedly, this life was saved in the end.

But now that the whereabouts of the goddess's bloodline are unknown, she gritted her teeth and used divination again.

Only then did Song Ci'an get that Song Ci'an did not die and lived in another place.

"I'm sorry to lie to you, I have a last resort, and now I just hope you can find her, and I will die without regrets."

Ah Yue struggled to squeeze a smile out of her pale face.

"Does Professor Wen know? You may have lost your life because of the art of divination. ”

Yan Jin said lightly.

"It's better to keep a tight line about this matter, I don't want him to know."

There was pleading in Ah Yue's tone.

Yan Jin was silent, as if acquiescing to her request.

Yuan Chi understood what was going on.

At the same time, Ah Yue's ability made him feel that this tribe was becoming more and more mysterious.

Now that Song Ja'an has a new clue, he will arrange for someone to look for it again, hoping to really get useful news this time.

When Wen Xun came back, Ah Yue was the only one left in the ward.

I was also curious about when the two left.

"Sure enough, you can still read people's hearts, and you will actually know that Ah Yue is lying."

Yuan Chi, who walked out of the hospital, said casually.

Yan Jin turned his head coldly.

"Can't you see that? Take care of people's hearts, where can I compare to Mr. Yuan. ”

"Passing the prize."

Yuan Chi smiled meaninglessly.

Yan Jin no longer took care of the diameter and returned to the car, he still needed to go back to the company to deal with things.

……

"Chief."

Xu Huai was pruning flowers and plants when an inopportune voice sounded from behind him.

Xu Huaiday, who was disturbed, emitted a cold light in his eyes.

Realizing that the air pressure around him was being depressed, Que immediately replied.

"We found the breath of a sorcerer in Kyoto."

"Que, I find that your speech is getting worse and worse."

Xu Huai bent over and continued to trim, but he didn't get a single front.

"At the same time that we discovered her breath, the personnel of a foreign tribe had already begun to investigate in this direction."

The meaning of Que is obvious, the sorcerer of the tribe has revealed the news of the goddess to the foreigners.

Sure enough, Xu Huaiday's face gradually became gloomy, and he also accidentally cut off a few green plants.

"It's time to meet with the Sorcerer and remind her of what to say and what not to say."

"Chief, keeping her will cause endless trouble after all, so it's better to let me ......"

Que made a motion to wipe his neck, wanting to kill people.

"Anyway, it's the only magician, it's a pity to kill it."

Xu Huai picked up the green plants that had been broken off and looked at them thoughtfully.

It is obviously a gentle and elegant temperament, but it looks like a dangerous night ghost under the moonlight.

Que instantly understood what he meant.

Warlocks still have a use value, and they can't be killed yet.

But if she does something extraordinary, she can't stay.

"Looks like we're going to have to leave for a while, you don't have to come along, help me keep an eye on her."

Xu Huaitian let go of his fingers, and the plant that he was still playing with had fallen to the ground.

Thinking that Yan Jin was still thinking about his things.

Xu Huai Tian regretted a little, he should have let him be poisoned forever, and he would know how to keep to himself only after tasting the taste of bone erosion.

But it's not too late. He has many ways to make Yan Jin retreat.